Eating My Favorite Soup

Mm it tastes like happiness.
Too bad I can’t feel that too.
Just have to keep tasting it,
that is the best I can do.

(For the record, my favorite soup is butternut squash without pepper. Panera Bread’s Autumn Squash Soup is also it.)

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